Mo Xiaobai said seriously again, "Little cousin, little cousin doesn't allow anyone to mention this matter, so just know it and don't tell it, otherwise you will die in an ugly way."
Wen Nuan nodded, and she also felt that Ye Feimo was such a... such a weird person. He was deceived at a young age and still did such a great thing. If he knew that she also knew about it, he would definitely die in an ugly way.
But it will be her idol who dies.
Wen Nuan adhered to the principle that a dead Taoist friend should not die of a poor Taoist, but when she thought that this Taoist friend was her idol and kindly told her interesting stories about Fei Mo, she decisively decided not to tell anyone.
"My little cousin is so good. I will tell you some interesting things about my little cousin in the future." Mo Xiaobai blinked his eyes mysteriously, as warm as a chicken pecking at rice. Mo Xiaobai's image in her heart instantly grew taller.
"Okay, you can also tell me some interesting things about your childhood." I'll tell Cai Xiaojing when I get back. Cai Xiaojing also likes Ye Yan very much and has watched every one of his dramas.
"Okay, little cousin, when your injury is healed, I will tell you one by one, it will be fun." Mo Xiaobai suddenly said in a fascinated voice, "By the way, you are the one who took over the filming of Liang Hongyu, right? I am the leading actor.
oh."
"Ah, isn't Han Bi starring in this drama? I have no role to participate." Wen Nuan said, "You want to star in "Liang Hongyu"?"
"Didn't my little cousin tell you? Also, how could it be Han Bi who took over?" Mo Xiaobai was confused, wasn't he asked to hold the warm one? What does it have to do with Han Bi? He just wanted to cooperate with his little cousin.
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"I don't know either." Wen Nuan smiled and shook his head.
Mo Xiaobai said, "I don't know anything else, but there is no room for change in this matter. Let's not talk about it for now. Anyway, my cousin has to recuperate here, so we take the opportunity to cultivate a relationship... No, it's a tacit understanding of cooperation."
"I want your posters to be signed, your photos to be signed, and I want to write a special letter to Nuan Nuan. I also want your film's signature, private photos..."
"My little cousin will kill me." Mo Xiaobai murmured to himself, waving his hand warmly and boldly, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
"Are you sure you can cover me?" Mo Xiaobai asked with lingering fear, and said mysteriously, "My little cousin's fists are very heavy. If you don't see him, he will throw anger at me, and my handsome face will be scratched by him."
It’s swollen.”
"No, damn, bastard, you dare to hit my idol. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. He will not dare to hit you in the future." Wen Wen said loyally, protecting his idol to the end.
Mo Chen thought to himself, Xiaobai, you are really good at using resources. The evildoer complained first and used the knife to kill someone. It was so... wise.
But is he sure he won't be beaten worse by Feimo?
"Little cousin, you are so wise and mighty, remember to avenge me." Mo Xiaobai said with a smile. It is indeed easier for idols to abduct fans, it is so easy.
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. By the way, Ye Feimo's injury is not serious."
"It's okay, Huhu Shengfeng is here. He and the boss went to do some errands and will come to see you tomorrow." Mo Xiaobai said with a smile. Nuan Nuan was relieved, but he felt something was wrong. He was obviously seriously injured.
How could it be that simple?
However, none of them said that Ye Feimo was fine, so she had no choice but to believe that Ye Feimo was fine.
The few of them chatted for a while. Wen Nuan was a little tired and wanted to rest. Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai exited. Mo Xiaobai said with a smile, "My little cousin is too easy to coax, isn't it?"
"What you said is too outrageous. If Feimo finds out, you will die in an ugly way."
"What are you afraid of? My little cousin will protect me. There are many benefits to being someone's idol." Mo Xiaobai raised his tail proudly, feeling very proud, especially being his little cousin's idol.
"What did you two boring guys say to Wen Nuan again?" Mo Wushuang asked while standing at the top of the stairs. Mo Xiaobai shook his head. Mo Chen spread his hands and Xiaobai said, "We didn't tell her that her little cousin is still in a coma."
Wen Nuan suffered a gunshot wound and was in a coma for four days. Ye Feimo was injured by a sharp object on his back, hurting his lungs. The situation was much more serious than Wen Nuan, and the heavy object increased the depth of the stab wound, and he was hit with several wounds.
It was particularly serious because the back of his head was severely hit, bleeding, and he had a severe concussion. The doctor said he would not wake up until tomorrow.
The stab wound was well treated, and the concussion was not life-threatening. I don’t know if there will be any sequelae. I won’t know until I wake up. They basically don’t worry about this problem.
After all, Ye Feimo is Xiaoqiang who cannot afford to fight. This injury is nothing, he will definitely wake up.
Wen Nuan felt uneasy just because she couldn't see him.
"Don't bother her, let her have a good rest. Even though her skin and flesh are injured, it will take a long time to recover." Mo Wushuang said, pointing at Mo Xiaobai, "You, the boss asked you to go to the study."
Mo Xiaobai's smile faded, "Just me?"
"Do you still want the stars to hold the moon in front of you?" Mo Wushuang asked with his arms around his chest. Mo Xiaobai wailed and looked at Mo Chen pitifully. Mo Chen smiled and said, "I'm busy with something, so I'm leaving."
Before Mo Xiaobai could say anything, Mo Chen had already ducked into the corridor.
"Little brother, you can't live without seeing me..." Mo Xiaobai's echoes filled the villa. Mo Chen had disappeared. Mo Xiaobai cursed in a low voice and looked at Mo Wushuang, who had a worried look on his face.
He Guiqian's expression made Mo Xiaobai turn around gracefully and go to the study.
Mo Yao's study room.
Mo Yao's study room is more than 100 square meters, and it is connected to the archives room. There are four rows of large bookshelves in the study room, and there are all kinds of books, and there are more books on psychology and computers.
The study is in black and blue tones, which is very classy and feels luxurious, but also gives off a sense of heaviness.
Mo Yao was sitting behind the desk with an expressionless expression, and Mo Xiaobai opened the door and came in, "Boss, are you looking for me?"
Mo Yao hummed, "Sit down, I'll deal with a document first."
Mo Xiaobai said oh, and sat down on the sofa diagonally across from the floor-to-ceiling window. There was a small bookshelf in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and a set of white sofas. There was a small bonsai in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Mo Xiaobai secretly guessed that the boss was looking for
He wanted to talk about something, but Mo Yao didn't say anything or asked any questions, so Mo Xiaobai became quiet.
After waiting for half an hour and still no movement from Mo Yao, Mo Xiaobai spontaneously went to the small bookshelf in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and picked up an original English copy of "Red and Black".
Mo Yao often called him into the study room and stayed there for several hours, and Mo Xiaobai was very used to it.
It was obvious that Mo Chen left his study within a few minutes after he came in. He must have stayed there for several hours, ranging from two to three hours to seven or eight hours.
